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 Moments of peace are so rare for her, these days, so she cherishes them when she can have them. Just being able to curl up with a book in the privacy of one's own room is so much more of a gift than people realize. That's why it takes her a few moments to note the quiet, familiar knocking on her door.

When she does, though, she can't help but smile, because that's obviously Edgar on the other side of the door, and it's always so very nice to see him.

"Come in!"

Date: 2013-10-14 02:26 pm (UTC)
ofthecubs: (just can't wait to be king)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
He's got a lot on his mind. He's got a strange, terrifying score of emotions wracking through his entire being. And yet he can't help but smile when he sees her, because as much as his heart is twisting painfully tight, it's impossible not to be happy to see her.

"...hey." Coming in, apparently, requires a hug today--a rather abrupt pulling her in tight against himself as he slowly exhales. "Not busy?"

Date: 2013-10-14 03:34 pm (UTC)
ofthecubs: (no one saying be there)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
She fits so perfectly against him. The world makes so much more sense with her in his arms.

It's still difficult to smile as he lifts one hand to brush back a few loose strands of hair from his cheek. "Just... wanted to talk. About us."

Even if 'us' was a loose construct. A friendship. A maybe-someday.

Date: 2013-10-15 07:21 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (like no king was before)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
It hadn't been easy understanding what was best while standing with Elliot. It's oddly harder to understand it now, when all he wants is to pretend things can stay just like this forever. When the passive hurt of loving her from a distance won't be replaced with the active hurt of having her reject their half-plan.

But they can't both be entirely off the mark, right? They can't both love her as much as they do and not have a guess at what will help her, surely?

"...it's... I mean, 'm pretty sure it's not actually a secret how much, I-- care about you, yeah?"

Date: 2013-10-15 08:19 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (just can't wait to be king)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
"And I... think you care about me. The-- the same way I care about you."

Which is distinct from the way they already admit to caring for each other. Which is beyond the bonds of the close friendship they have and into the realm of that terrifying word people their age either throw around too often or never say at all.

"And--" His throat catches only briefly. His smile gets only a hair shakier. "--and I know you-- also care about-- about Elliot, yeah?"

Date: 2013-10-15 01:51 pm (UTC)
ofthecubs: (no one saying be there)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
He just wants to fix that expression. He just wants to snap his fingers and have this entire mess settled into something reasonable.

Smoothing her cheek with his thumb is nowhere close, but it's the best he can do for now.

"The... two of us talked."

Date: 2013-10-16 05:28 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (like no king was before)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
"...no. Wasn't like that."

But it helps that she knows them both so well. It helps that she's still leaning into his touch. It helps that she's still here and not shutting down this conversation.

"We-- we both just-- want you to be happy, Rach. We want-- for you to have exactly what... exactly what it is you need."

Date: 2013-10-16 07:53 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (just can't wait to be king)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
The press of her lips to his palm is all he wants. The simplicity of being this close and quiet. The comfort of not feeling like he has to hide how much he cares about her.

"...then you... should have that."

As much as it would always hurt a little. As much as it would be complicated and take real effort to make work.

"We-- love you."

Date: 2013-10-16 11:38 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (no one saying see here)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
"Then don't." The kiss he presses to her forehead is firm. The smile on his lips is weak, but absolutely in place as he leans back again. "Don't... choose or... hide things. Just... love us, and... let us love you."

Without worrying about the hurt. Without worrying about not being able to fully have what she needed.

"We'll be all right if we're making you happy."

Date: 2013-10-16 04:42 pm (UTC)
ofthecubs: (so enemies beware)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
"I-- mean. In so many words." His nose wrinkles briefly, shoulders lifting with a listless sort of apology. "We're... working on this-- talking thing."

Are very, very far off from the place they used to be.

Date: 2013-10-17 12:38 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (no one saying see here)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
"...we're going to work on it."

As on everything. There would be stops and starts. There might even be sharp moments, painful fights.

But they'll make it work. Eventually. For her.

Date: 2013-10-17 05:36 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (no one saying be there)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
The smile makes it worth it. The smile also fades far too quickly. It breaks his heart a little to see it dim.

"...it'd be... way more selfish to... ask you to choose, don't you think?"

Date: 2013-10-17 07:47 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (so enemies beware)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
"...Rach."

And he can't stop himself from pressing a kiss to her forehead. To her cheek. To her temple and her brow and the corner of her lips. Can't keep himself from trying to bridge this gap in a way he still doesn't fully understand.

"If it's... not what you want," and the words are easier when they're interspersed with delicate kisses to her face, "then... it's not. But if it... if it is, Rach, if... this will make the world a little... easier to bear, please-- please let us be this for you."

Date: 2013-10-19 02:14 pm (UTC)
ofthecubs: (just can't wait to be king)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
It's enough to stop his heart for a moment. It's enough to send a wonderful shock through his system, tense his arms into pulling her closer, catch his breath in his throat and twist his lips up into a smile as they press back against hers.

And then follow hers slightly, unwilling to break the kiss.

Date: 2013-10-19 04:33 pm (UTC)
ofthecubs: (no one saying see here)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
He's never kissed anyone he cared this much about before. He's never been in love with anyone but her, after all.

It's wonderful. It's something he doesn't have a proper metric for. It's strange to think he'd managed to live so long without this.

Only breathing gets him to pull back a hair, nose bumping against hers in the concerted effort to stay close.

Date: 2013-10-19 05:12 pm (UTC)
ofthecubs: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
It's beautiful. It's exactly what he's wanted to see on her face for ages now.

This will still take getting used to, surely, but it's worth it if this is the result.

"Thank you, Rachel."

Date: 2013-10-20 02:26 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (working on my roar)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
It's not how he imagined their first kiss. It doesn't matter. What matters is that she's here in his arms, and it's safe to kiss her and whisper soft 'I love you's against her lips.

There's the tiniest nip as a thought occurs to him. "We-- don't have to... explain to Drew, do we?"

Date: 2013-10-20 03:16 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
"Good."

Good because it will make things that much easier to bear. Good because it will make it that much easier to feel Andrew and Argine supporting them.

Good because it means he can go back to kissing her now.

ooc;

Date: 2013-10-20 03:36 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
NO THEY COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL WHY IS CANON SO SAD

ooc;

Date: 2013-10-20 04:10 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
... /sob

ooc;

Date: 2013-10-20 04:33 am (UTC)
ofthecubs: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ofthecubs
All them. And all the happiness in the future for them. B|

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